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"Aiyaya, I thought I had hidden myself well enough, but I was still discovered!" The purple-clothed Han Ziling leisurely walked forward, with a faint smile still hanging on his face.

"Halt!" Thousand Shadows and Ina stood in front of Yun Weiyang, giving off a chilling aura that caused people to unconsciously retreat. It was a pity that the one they met was Han Ziling, the man who had a faint smile on his face at that time.

Waving her hand, Yun Weiyang gestured for Thousand Shadows and Ina to withdraw. Looking at the newcomer, her eyebrows slightly raised: "Why are you here?" A trace of alertness flashed across the depths of his narrowed eyes.

Raising his hands high in the air, Han Ziling said with a smile, "I am not your enemy. I am just here to see how your wounds are faring!"

His black hair was not tied up but completely unbound. His hair was tied up with a purple headband, handsome eyebrows, exquisite facial features, and his enchanting phoenix eyes had a faint smile on them. Han Ziling looked like a noble Persian cat, lazy and enticing to the point of death.

Frowning, Yun Weiyang looked at Han Ziling's pale face, and asked: "Are you injured?"

A flash of surprise passed, and Han Ziling's expression immediately changed back to his usual one. He smiled and said, "Yo, this is such a rare show of concern. I'm so touched!"

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang's face sank, she felt as if her forehead was covered in black lines. It was only when there was something wrong with her head that she would ask this naughty man.

"Han, why are you here?" His bright eyes unblinkingly looked at the man in front of him, and could not help but sigh with emotion. Without a doubt, this person was blessed by the heavens, his handsome and meticulous facial features were cold and collected, and he was as beautiful as a painting. Even the Thousand Shadows and Ina beside him held their breaths, unable to recover from their shock.

His indifferent gaze towards Yun Weiyang had a gentleness to it, Feng Xue Han didn't say anything, only staring at Han Ziling with his sharp eyes, "Thank you very much!" The word 'indifferent' came out of his mouth. Although his tone was cold, it was not fake.

Han Ziling raised his eyebrows but remained silent. What kind of honor was it to receive Feng Xue Han's thanks? And he also understood that Feng Xue Han's thanks, was for Yun Weiyang.

Yun Weiyang stepped forward and held Feng Xue Han's hand, her eyes filled with worry.

Tightening his grip, Feng Xue Han said: "I'm worried about you!" His cold voice was as clear as a spring, but crisp and clear.

Frowning, Yun Weiyang suppressed the doubts in her heart, looking at the sky, she said: "Let's go back!" Glancing at the smiling Han Ziling, he said snappily, "Goodbye!" With that, she took Feng Xue Han's hand and started to walk away. She suspected that Han Ziling had some kind of problem with his facial nerves, and couldn't even smile?

"Aiyaya, I've been abandoned!" Han Ziling said helplessly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Zi Yan, who was walking over, looked ahead and asked calmly, "Why didn't you tell her?"

A light breeze blew past, blowing Han Ziling's sleeves. The smile on his face gradually turned cold, and he looked forward with misty eyes. His deep voice sounded like his heavy heart, "I just want to see her doing well!"

Clenching his teeth, Zi Yan had a rare temper. "You didn't even try. How would you know the result?"

After a long while, Han Ziling's voice sounded again, "You don't understand!" If my intervention can only add to your worries, then I'd rather be a step behind you, caring for you. As long as you need it, I'll be there as soon as you turn around.

Zi Yan really wanted to scold Han Ziling for being a coward, but she found it funny when she opened her mouth, because she really didn't have the qualifications to say that word, because she herself was also in deep thought. Han Ziling, as long as you turn around, I will be by your side, but the gentleness in your eyes will never stop.

"Yo, it's quite lively tonight!" Yun Weiyang looked at the black-clothed man in front of her, with a smile on her face, and swept her gaze to the calm Feng Xue Han beside her, and said: "Han, you shouldn't have known this a long time ago, right?" Although it was a question, it became a statement from her mouth.

"Yes!" Ye Xiao answered with a bland voice.

Over a hundred black-clothed men had spread out from the shop, the blades in their hands were emitting a clear and cold glow, looking at the scene in front of them, they only felt that it was white and flowery. Frowning, a dim light flashed across Yun Weiyang's eyes.

Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han looked at each other, and started to move. For a moment, the field was filled with sword beams, sword shadows, and blood splattered everywhere. Occasionally, someone would fall to the ground, howling in pain.

Both sides were squeezed together at the intersection. The space was small and they could not fully utilize their advantage. As soon as the opponent fell, more people came up from behind. Layers upon layers of people fell down, their blood pooling into small rivers.

Yun Weiyang stood at a high point to look, and said anxiously to Feng Xue Han: "This cannot go on, we don't have the advantage in terms of location, if this goes on, the losses will get bigger and bigger!"

Withdrawing his sword, Feng Xue Han looked around, then pointed behind him and said: "Let's go!"

After following Feng Xue Han for so many years, Xuan Ge naturally knew what to do at this time. "Brothers, retreat!" With a loud shout, everyone ran towards the back.

However, before Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han could even get close, they saw more than fifty burly black-clothed men rushing towards them. Upon seeing Feng Xue Han and the rest, without saying a word, they raised their blades and chopped at them.

Xuan Ge was quick on the spot as a sword light flashed. "Dang!" Clang! Clang! Several knives struck the ground, sending sparks flying.

Xuan Ge didn't wait for his opponent to make another move as he deflected the blade's edge. Then, he returned the blow with a heavy chop, chopping at the man's head.

The black-clothed man did not expect that this person's move would be so quick. He hurriedly retracted his saber to block.

With a snapping sound, Xuan Ge's sabre was cut in half, and with it, his sword stabbed into Xuan Ge's heart.

Mystical Song's fight was very lively on this side, and Yun Weiyang's side was also not relaxed either. She sidestepped the incoming fist, and quickly grabbed the opponent's elbow and twisted downwards, with a mournful sound that was extremely crisp, she bent forward to avoid the other person's attack, and her fierce fist landed on her abdomen. Her side face grabbed onto the hand that was beckoning towards her face, supporting her opponent's ribs, bending down, lifting up, and throwing down, her movements were extremely swift and clean.

Feng Xue Han, who had always been by Yun Weiyang's side, blocked Yun Weiyang's attack, and with a leap, Feng Xue Han, who was in between Yun Weiyang's black clothes and white blades, dazzled.

Panting, because his body had not completely recovered yet, Yun Weiyang had a feeling that she was powerless. Looking at the endless stream of black clothed people, Yun Weiyang thought to herself: This can't go on, no matter how strong the people on our side are, they can't stop the hungry wolves from coming in, and furthermore, the people on the other side are steadily rushing up, all the people that they are calling out to are Feng Xue Han.

Just as he repelled the wave of enemies, Feng Xue Han teleported in front of Yun Weiyang, looking at her pale face, he said to Xuan Ge: "Withdraw, let the people below spread out!"

"Yes sir!" Returning to the group of people who were still fighting, he gave a hand signal to the people around him. Upon seeing this, the people below understood what was going on, and after taking care of the people around them, they all ran off in every direction.

As for Feng Xue Han, Yun Weiyang, Thousand Shadows, Yi Na, and Xuan Ge, the five of them ran in another direction. Seeing that they weren't willing to let them go, the black-clothed man waved his hand and the people below chased after them.

Seeing Yun Weiyang's pale face, Feng Xue Han's eyes flashed with a cold light. Just as he wanted to take action, he saw a purple silhouette appear in front of him.

"Aiya, how pathetic!" Han Ziling joked.

Her deep purple eyes stared fixedly at the person in front of her. After a moment, Feng Xue Han said: "I'll leave it to you!" Then with a flash, he flew back the way he had come.

"Cold …" Yun Weiyang cried out anxiously as she looked at Feng Xue Han's figure running back, her pale face was filled with unprecedented panic.

Han Ziling grabbed Yun Weiyang's arm, and said with a stern voice, "The reason he did that, is because he wants to protect you." Seeing the cold and indifferent look of Yun Weiyang filled with hostility, he sighed, and said: "Feng Xuehan's martial arts are superb, and if you want to avoid being chased by those people, that's more than enough. What you should do now is to protect yourself!" With that, he gave Yun Weiyang a look.

Puzzled, he looked ahead, only to see that there were more than fifty black clothed men ahead of him. Yun Weiyang's eyes narrowed, just who were these people, his intuition told her that these people were not in the same group as the previous ones.

Seeing that there were only five people around her, she took a deep breath to suppress her irritation and asked, "Who are you people?"

The leader of the men in black sneered and ordered the people behind him, "Kill her!"

With this order, all the well-trained men in black clothing charged towards Yun Weiyang.

Han Ziling reached out his hand and pulled Yun Weiyang behind him, still wearing the same faint smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, he discovered that there was a sword in his hand the next time he looked at him.

"Ha!" Yun Weiyang laughed, and suddenly shouted: "Charge!" Who knew if there were any enemies behind them? If they continued to waste time, they would definitely be the ones at a disadvantage.

With that, Yi Na, Thousand Shadows, Xuan Ge, and Han Ziling shuddered. They followed her without a word.

Behind him, the leader in black saw everything clearly, he sneered, and shouted loudly: "Whoever kills Yun Weiyang will be rewarded!"

Hearing his promise, how could the black-clothed men not work hard? One by one, they let out a loud roar and raised their blades high to meet the incoming attack.

Almost in an instant, the black clothed man rushed towards Yun Weiyang like a tidal wave. Three steel blades drew three streaks of electricity in the air. Normally, she could raise her sword and fight with them, but now her body's injuries forbade her to do so.

With a push of his feet, his body spun horizontally like a spinning top, dodging the three blades. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, three concealed weapons shot out from his sleeves.